The class looks outside the window, a bright gold flash covering the area around the school. They were back.. winged humans in satin royal looking outfits.. the ancient gods and goddesses, and you were one of them. You were in fact the goddess of light and beauty, with your white and golden dress (kinda revealing but it was cute) you were welding a silver spear. Your race had decided to come down and help the humans create peace once again, how does it go?

Bakugo: “WHAT THE HELL ARE THOSE!!?-“

Aizawa: “Bakugo calm down!”

Momo: “They look like royalty”

Deku: “They probably are.. how did they just fly down from the sky..?”